1941
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Title
1941
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Poem by Robinson Jeffers
Text reads:
"
1941
I built her a tower when
I was young-
Sometime she will die.
I built it with my hands.
I hung stones in the sky.
Old, but still strong, I climb
The stone-
Sometime she will die
Climb the steep rough steps
Alone,
And weep in the sky.
Never weep, never weep.
Never be astonished, dear
Expect change.
Nothing is strange
We have seen the human race
Capture all its dreams,
All except peace.
Tonight dear, Let's forget all that, that and the war,
And ensile ourselves a little beyond time
You with this Irish whiskey. I with red wine.
While the stars go over the sleepless ocean.
And sometime after midnight I'll pluck you a wreath.
Of chosen ones; we'll talk about love and earth,
Rock solid themes, old and deep as the sea
Admit nothing more timely. Nothing less real.
While the stars go over the timeless ocean.
And when they vanish we'll have spent this night well.
Robinson Jeffers
"
Text reads:
"
1941
I built her a tower when
I was young-
Sometime she will die.
I built it with my hands.
I hung stones in the sky.
Old, but still strong, I climb
The stone-
Sometime she will die
Climb the steep rough steps
Alone,
And weep in the sky.
Never weep, never weep.
Never be astonished, dear
Expect change.
Nothing is strange
We have seen the human race
Capture all its dreams,
All except peace.
Tonight dear, Let's forget all that, that and the war,
And ensile ourselves a little beyond time
You with this Irish whiskey. I with red wine.
While the stars go over the sleepless ocean.
And sometime after midnight I'll pluck you a wreath.
Of chosen ones; we'll talk about love and earth,
Rock solid themes, old and deep as the sea
Admit nothing more timely. Nothing less real.
While the stars go over the timeless ocean.
And when they vanish we'll have spent this night well.
Robinson Jeffers
"
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Type
Print - Text
Location
Cabinet 4 Drawer Tool & Utility